*slids around the dance floor, showing off some really slippery chaotic dance moves*
PoD slips a bit in the slaad's wake.
Hey! Easy on us bipeds, OK?
Hmpphh...the Naughty Librarian look and not a single Jack has hit on me.
*pout*
She smiles and takes his hand and lets him lead her out onto the dance floor, never taking her eyes off him. She wasn't sure what had gotten into him, but he was absolutely mesmerizing right now.
How 'bout I talk you into a dance?
He stands and holds out his hand
JH smiles as they take the dance floor, partly predatory and partly cheshire-cat. Almost hury. His eyes match the intense gaze of a hawk, and the cologne he's wearing is way more enticing than the doctored Brut of a sophmoric attempt at seduction.
I can see the dance floor lights in your eyes, Lyn. It's prettier than the night sky.
Thank you, she breathed, leaning in closer to him.
Mmmm. You smell nice.
She was totally caught up in him, unaware of anyone else as they danced.
To Salty
You think it's late enough for us to look good to the ladies?
She smiles and takes his hand and lets him lead her out onto the dance floor, never taking her eyes off him. She wasn't sure what had gotten into him, but he was absolutely mesmerizing right now.
How 'bout I talk you into a dance?
He stands and holds out his hand
JH smiles as they take the dance floor, partly predatory and partly cheshire-cat. Almost hury. His eyes match the intense gaze of a hawk, and the cologne he's wearing is way more enticing than the doctored Brut of a sophmoric attempt at seduction.
I can see the dance floor lights in your eyes, Lyn. It's prettier than the night sky.
Thank you, she breathed, leaning in closer to him.
Mmmm. You smell nice.
She was totally caught up in him, unaware of anyone else as they danced.
Scotch always 'awakens' feelings in me. Memories maybe. Longings. Definitely longings. Of course that ensemble helps. he twirls LJ around
The better the scotch...or, it could be the better the company. wink
To Salty
You think it's late enough for us to look good to the ladies?
overhears the General
No.
Scotch always 'awakens' feelings in me. Memories maybe. Longings. Definitely longings. Of course that ensemble helps. he twirls LJ around
She landed firmly against his chest as she finished spinning.
Breathe. Remember to breathe.
Yeah I definitely know what you mean about longings.
Scotch always 'awakens' feelings in me. Memories maybe. Longings. Definitely longings. Of course that ensemble helps. he twirls LJ around
She landed firmly against his chest as she finished spinning.
Breathe. Remember to breathe.
Yeah I definitely know what you mean about longings.
I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
Anywhere you like. Preferably somewhere a lot less public.
Anywhere you like. Preferably somewhere a lot less public.I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
That rules out the hot tub. And the limo is a bit...gaudy. How 'bout we get a blanket and sneak over by the Frog Pond?
That rules out the hot tub. And the limo is a bit...gaudy. How 'bout we get a blanket and sneak over by the Frog Pond?Anywhere you like. Preferably somewhere a lot less public.I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
That sounds perfect.
*slids around the dance floor, showing off some really slippery chaotic dance moves*PoD slips a bit in the slaad's wake.
Hey! Easy on us bipeds, OK?
Sorry. I always feel the need to show off around such beautiful ladies.
That sounds perfect.That rules out the hot tub. And the limo is a bit...gaudy. How 'bout we get a blanket and sneak over by the Frog Pond?Anywhere you like. Preferably somewhere a lot less public.I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
taking her hand once again they sneak off
fade to fireworks. lots of 'em.
Sorry. I always feel the need to show off around such beautiful ladies.*slids around the dance floor, showing off some really slippery chaotic dance moves*PoD slips a bit in the slaad's wake.
Hey! Easy on us bipeds, OK?
So, are you a fully functional slaad?
Would I have commented on the ladies in the room if I weren't?
Would I have commented on the ladies in the room if I weren't?
But does your 'fully functional' measure up to ours?
*giggle*
Would I have commented on the ladies in the room if I weren't?But does your 'fully functional' measure up to ours?
*giggle*
If it doesn't, I can polymorph.
*sly wink*
Hmpphh...the Naughty Librarian look and not a single Jack has hit on me.
*pout*
The new 'Media' bus was perfect for all of Jack Hammer's 'editing jobs' since it was soundproofed to help with the home theater system. It also had everything needed to work up new shirt designs, so Devlyn parked himself in there for several hours to bang out some mock-ups to show JH.
Unfortunately, that same soundproofing does tend to block out things like parties when all the doors and windows are closed, so when Devlyn comes out, he is bombarded with light and music.
Muttering a few choice curses, he grabs some coffee from the bar, slams it back, then goes to a cabana to change into some jeans, boots (all the better for 'bouncing' undesirables) and his Security shirt. He comes back out and proceeds to stalk the grounds for the poor stupid souls who thought they could crash a Jack beach party.
Much crying ensues from the aforementioned crashers... >D
That sounds perfect.That rules out the hot tub. And the limo is a bit...gaudy. How 'bout we get a blanket and sneak over by the Frog Pond?Anywhere you like. Preferably somewhere a lot less public.I have champagne on ice and fresh strawberries. Now where to best enjoy them?
taking her hand once again they sneak off
fade to fireworks. lots of 'em.
The morning is quiet. Too quiet for the Frog Pond.
"You awake yet?", JH asks LJ. "I remember a herd of buffalo stampeding by, 'cause the ground shook and the birds flew away." thinking abck..."Maybe it wasn't a stampede that shook the ground so hard..."
Letting LJ sleep it off he heads back to the grounds, leaving a selection of flowers behind. Gotta luv the Frog Pond. It's like living in a greenhouse.
The new 'Media' bus was perfect for all of Jack Hammer's 'editing jobs' since it was soundproofed to help with the home theater system. It also had everything needed to work up new shirt designs, so Devlyn parked himself in there for several hours to bang out some mock-ups to show JH.
Unfortunately, that same soundproofing does tend to block out things like parties when all the doors and windows are closed, so when Devlyn comes out, he is bombarded with light and music.
Muttering a few choice curses, he grabs some coffee from the bar, slams it back, then goes to a cabana to change into some jeans, boots (all the better for 'bouncing' undesirables) and his Security shirt. He comes back out and proceeds to stalk the grounds for the poor stupid souls who thought they could crash a Jack beach party. Much crying ensues from aforementioned crashers... >D
All right! Evicting party crashers! Nuthin' like a morning workout!
This drone immediately ports back to the Collective.
All right! Evicting party crashers! Nuthin' like a morning workout!The new 'Media' bus was perfect for all of Jack Hammer's 'editing jobs' since it was soundproofed to help with the home theater system. It also had everything needed to work up new shirt designs, so Devlyn parked himself in there for several hours to bang out some mock-ups to show JH.
Unfortunately, that same soundproofing does tend to block out things like parties when all the doors and windows are closed, so when Devlyn comes out, he is bombarded with light and music.
Muttering a few choice curses, he grabs some coffee from the bar, slams it back, then goes to a cabana to change into some jeans, boots (all the better for 'bouncing' undesirables) and his Security shirt. He comes back out and proceeds to stalk the grounds for the poor stupid souls who thought they could crash a Jack beach party. Much crying ensues from aforementioned crashers... >D
"Gotta take my temper out on something," he says as he hurls another wannabe-pickpocket out to sea.
"Shirt designs are on the media bus' server. I think you'll approve of the variations," as he picks up another unconscious crasher and throws him out.
[Boot to the Head]
"This is remarkably therapeutic. I can think of better things to do to help work off steam, but you gots to work with whats you got..." :D
[Boot to the Head]
"This is remarkably therapeutic. I can think of better things to do to help work off steam, but you gots to work with whats you got..." :D
Hmm...didn't the pharoahs have lots of slaves working on their construction projects? *turns head to Callous Jack monument* And didn't they typically get buried with the project when it was completed? Maybe Powerhouse can use some conscripts....
Hmm...didn't the pharoahs have lots of slaves working on their construction projects? *turns head to Callous Jack monument* And didn't they typically get buried with the project when it was completed? Maybe Powerhouse can use some conscripts....
"I'm sure we can cram a bunch of them in a box and mail 'em back to the Clubhouse. Maybe we can even get a bulk rate on the shipping. Unless you want to mount a portable catapult to one of the buses and send it 'Special Delivery' instead. Hmmm...."
Hmm...didn't the pharoahs have lots of slaves working on their construction projects? *turns head to Callous Jack monument* And didn't they typically get buried with the project when it was completed? Maybe Powerhouse can use some conscripts...."I'm sure we can cram a bunch of them in a box and mail 'em back to the Clubhouse. Maybe we can even get a bulk rate on the shipping. Unless you want to mount a portable catapult to one of the buses and send it 'Special Delivery' instead. Hmmm...."
"Now that's an idea!"
Begins drawing up plans for a Mobile Jackapult Launch Platform (MJLP)/Party Bus Limo
Hmm...didn't the pharoahs have lots of slaves working on their construction projects? *turns head to Callous Jack monument* And didn't they typically get buried with the project when it was completed? Maybe Powerhouse can use some conscripts...."I'm sure we can cram a bunch of them in a box and mail 'em back to the Clubhouse. Maybe we can even get a bulk rate on the shipping. Unless you want to mount a portable catapult to one of the buses and send it 'Special Delivery' instead. Hmmm....""Now that's an idea!"
Begins drawing up plans for a Mobile Jackapult Launch Platform (MJLP)/Party Bus Limo
"I guess I'm just inspired this week. Here's my contact at the bus limo manufacturer, as Devlyn hands JH a business card. "Just slip him a DVD and a case of Dark & Stormy, and we'll get another good deal." :)
Finishes rounding up the party crashers and disposing of/containing them properly, then grabs some breakfast and parks himself at a table by the pool while JH works on his design.
Just got an instant message that the Jacks are looking for a war. Just to keep loose, you know.
Does anyone know if the slaads have anything valuable? Booze, precious metals, high-end electronics?
Just got an instant message that the Jacks are looking for a war. Just to keep loose, you know.
Does anyone know if the slaads have anything valuable? Booze, precious metals, high-end electronics?
On principle, I'd have to say no.
On principle, I'd have to say no.Just got an instant message that the Jacks are looking for a war. Just to keep loose, you know.
Does anyone know if the slaads have anything valuable? Booze, precious metals, high-end electronics?
"Well, Ambrosia is quite hot...and very creative," he says with a mischevious grin. "But that's not what you're asking about. I have no idea about commodities. It would probably vary too much to be worthwile though."
You should know... we have a pretty good defense now.
And that's the hatchling...
LJ woke up and found the flowers next to her. She smiled as she inhaled their sweet fragrance. And then she went hunting for her skirt. She finally found it draped over a low hanging tree branch. She quickly got dressed and headed back to the rolling party, humming happily to herself.
*slides past LJ*
Hey Lynora-Jill...
*holds up what looks like a tiny Tiamat*
Want a pet?
*slides past LJ*
He Lynora-Jill*holds up what looks like a tiny Tiamat*Want a pet?
Oh, it's so cute!
What does it eat? she asks, picking up the adorable little creature.
On principle, I'd have to say no.Just got an instant message that the Jacks are looking for a war. Just to keep loose, you know.
Does anyone know if the slaads have anything valuable? Booze, precious metals, high-end electronics?
"Well, Ambrosia is quite hot...and very creative," he says with a mischevious grin. "But that's not what you're asking about. I have no idea about commodities. It would probably vary too much to be worthwile though."
No sense kidnapping her, with the way she chases after LJ. Though she has considerable 'assets'.
What does it eat? she asks, picking up the adorable little creature.
At first I was going to feed it poodles, but many of them are implanted with slaad eggs. Then I considered a goat or pig, but those farmers are so selfish when it comes to letting it free with the cattle...
I'd have to say try chicken or fish. Maybe throw a shark in the pool and let the little guy(or girl, hard to tell with new species) and let it feed itself while getting some exercise.
No sense kidnapping her, with the way she chases after LJ. Though she has considerable 'assets'.
"I wouldn't dream of it man - she likes it here and will come visit anyway. And I can confirm that her assets are considerable indeed," as the first hint of a smile today crosses Devlyn's face.
LJ woke up and found the flowers next to her. She smiled as she inhaled their sweet fragrance. And then she went hunting for her skirt. She finally found it draped over a low hanging tree branch. She quickly got dressed and headed back to the rolling party, humming happily to herself.
LJ woke up and found the flowers next to her. She smiled as she inhaled their sweet fragrance. And then she went hunting for her skirt. She finally found it draped over a low hanging tree branch. She quickly got dressed and headed back to the rolling party, humming happily to herself.
At first I was going to feed it poodles, but many of them are implanted with slaad eggs. Then I considered a goat or pig, but those farmers are so selfish when it comes to letting it free with the cattle...
I'd have to say try chicken or fish. Maybe throw a shark in the pool and let the little guy(or girl, hard to tell with new species) and let it feed itself while getting some exercise."Hold on - no predators in my pool (well - not that kind at least). The beach is just over those dunes - why don't you let the little guy do a little 'free-range' hunting? It would be better for it in the long run."
What does it eat? she asks, picking up the adorable little creature.At first I was going to feed it poodles, but many of them are implanted with slaad eggs. Then I considered a goat or pig, but those farmers are so selfish when it comes to letting it free with the cattle...
I'd have to say try chicken or fish. Maybe throw a shark in the pool and let the little guy(or girl, hard to tell with new species) and let it feed itself while getting some exercise.
I don't know. It's so tiny. Are you sure it can handle a shark?
It's so adorable. I think I'll call it Spike.
Would you like to be my new guard dog, Spike? Yes, you would wouldn't you, you little cutie.